Sunday, October 18, 2009

Daddy

Sydney missed the cuddles. I asked her yesterday if she missed Daddy a bit.

"No Mommy" she said soberly "I miss him a lot."

Jackson missed being able to share his conquests on his DS. He told me that he unlocked R2D2, but he doesn't think I appreciate it the way Daddy does.

I missed Husband's even and stable manner. He is the ballast in our family. The stability. I am the (over)enthusiastic and (over)dramatic one. When we're faced with a crisis, like a missing character in the Dora Candyland game, I envy Husband's ability to remain calm and start quietly over turning furniture looking for Diego whileI melodramatically say "that's why I tell you to put the game away -- so pieces would go missing!!"

Just before Husband was due home, I was busy tidying and cleaning the kitchen. Sydney asked me to do something with her. I told her "I'm cleaning the kitchen. When Daddy gets home I want him to say 'WOW, WHAT A CLEAN KITCHEN!!!"

"Daddy wouldn't say that." Sydney said with a great deal of certainty.

"What do you mean?"

"Daddy isn't a fully exciting person. If he saw the clean kitchen, he would just say 'oh' "

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I am a fifty-ish church-going woman, Mom, wife, and part time lawyer who looks for balance but rarely finds it.
My weeks are a hectic mix of work, driving the kids to school and activities, doing laundry, running errands, stocking the kitchen with provisions, keeping up with my favourite TV shows and cheering the Vancouver Canucks to their first ever Stanley Cup.
I live in the 'burbs outside Vancouver, BC, Canada.